'See, Felipe,' said I, 'you are strong indeed; but in my hands you are as helpless as that poor thing of the trees.

Give me your hand in mine.

You cannot remove it.

Now suppose that I were cruel like you, and took a pleasure in pain.

I only tighten my hold, and see how you suffer.' He screamed aloud, his face stricken ashy and dotted with needle points of sweat; and when I set him free, he fell to the earth and nursed his hand and moaned over it like a baby.